Chapter 2393

The heart of the tall man in Tsing Yi was trembling, not because he saw the strength of the Maoshan sect, but because he was thinking about how to tell the leader about it. The cult leader's tantrums all know that a person who is not happy to be able to kill people at any time does not want to become such a consequence.

But if he doesn't say so, what will happen to him, how to explain the left hand that has been abandoned, and what about the short people who have come back together? What's more, I'm sure we'll meet the Maoshan school when we attend the luotian Festival. Will we know about this?

The more you want to go down, the more chaotic your heart will be. Unconsciously, you have returned to the temporary gathering place of Qingyi cult. Instinctively stop to look at the past, this look tall legs a soft, almost involuntarily kneel down. All of them had a pig's hoof in their hands, and their eyes were gloomy at his side. The leader, who was sitting in the middle, was gloomy.

Gulu swallowed his saliva, and a smile squeezed out of the tall man's face. He walked slowly and stopped talking. At last, he could not help but kneel down to the ground.

"Cult leader, something's wrong. I went out with the dwarf just now and was beaten by someone. Now the dwarf is still in other people's hands."

He told the whole story of the whole thing, leaving aside their jokes about shaxue'er and saying nothing else. As he spoke, he observed the change of the master's face. Because of this, his speech rhythm fluctuated.

"Listen to what you say, it is the Maoshan school that has been forgotten?"

Leng Qingxuan's voice didn't make any waves. The eyes in her eyes were like a cold light. She stabbed the tall man's heart and trembled: "leader, although the Maoshan sect has been forgotten, its strength is not as weak as it is rumored to be. On the contrary, they are..."

Before the words were said, they were interrupted by a palm. The whole person flew upside down and hit a tree and vomited a mouthful of blood. But he didn't dare to talk much, because the next thing was the key point. Now he was beaten lightly.

"A lean camel is bigger than a horse. Don't you know such a simple truth?" Leng Qingxuan took over the pig's hoof handed over by her hand. She bit it hard, and her mouth was still covered with blood stains: "but it's a good start. Our Qingyi sect was supposed to be the overlord of the Wulin. The first step of this plan is to use this Maoshan sect."

Long live the Lord, long live the Lord, long live the master.

One after another, his hands raised the pig's hooves in his hands and opened his mouth to echo. As the leader said, things have begun. This Maoshan faction will be the first step for their Tsing Yi sect to become famous. They take up their weapons and prepare to set off, but Leng Qingxuan reaches out to stop them.

"Take out five people and go with me, and the others will stay in place."

With cold eyes, she glanced at the people on the spot. Leng Qingxuan pointed out five good strength bases: "take up the knife in your hand and go with me to destroy the Maoshan sect."

Her strength has now reached the middle stage of strength transformation. Even if it is promoted by improper methods, it is also the real power transformation medium-term. In the face of absolute strength, there is no skill to speak of. Using strength can completely solve the Maoshan school. She doesn't believe that a small Maoshan school can be stronger than her. Even if there is, it will not appear here.

Led by the tall man, Leng Qingxuan sets out with five of his men. All the way, the tall man did not dare to speak, but his heart was full of excitement, because he was going to come back for revenge, and the dregs of the Maoshan sect were waiting to die.

"Here it is, the people of the Tsing Yi sect are coming."

Xiao Liu suddenly stood up and looked at the tall man in Tsing Yi who came out slowly from the opposite side: "elder martial brother, before they come here, we have to stand up for the time being, understand?"